My Pretty Dreams Got Vanished Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

One day I had a lot of pretty dreams About the pretty world around us Because I wanted the pretty world Around us to be pretty and lovely in All its great and pretty images, but Instead I find nowadays gloomy world And a world full of ugly tents here and There on the mountains, in the wide plains, In the bottom of the deep valleys, and everywhere, Everything and everyone are clearly different in Their shapes and their contents on all levels, Life is gruesome in all its levels and everything In it is destroyed, ruined, and houses leveled, Kids, women, men, and all slices of people Suffer on all levels and most of them live in abject Poverty in ugly tents or in ruined houses, People everywhere die, suffer, and beg for help And for food and all they need in their life, and I am totally hopeless and desperate because none of My pretty dreams got fulfilled, but instead got vanished.